Stingher & Alone

When dusk is the most solemn When clouds do shine bright Melancholic them I sight And remain with a mournful eye Sadly staying, is it maybe My verse that weeps so mild Like a storm on oceans far A sign of a sooner death? With autumn approaching Could I be the leaf carried by winds And finally falling down Already being forgotten? When dusk breeds utmost When clouds do shine bright Melancholic them I sight My eyes bitterness host When dusk is the most solemn Oceans mirros in the moonlore Splenetic and lonely shore My heart sad anthems hosts